I feel like every time I am happy for a full day (or most of one, anyway) I've climbed a rung on a ladder. But when I have even just one day like today I fall from whatever rung I got to and land harshly on my bottom. I don't know why I insist on getting back on the ladder. The higher I get, the further I fall and that just hurts. What's so great about the top of the ladder anyway?